I'm just a star
11 The response and the first live broadcast

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"I read a modern poem last night and was very moved. Only then did I realize that modern poems can be so beautiful.

"Let me share with you guys the recent talk of the town, Chen Ming's 'Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Bloom.'”A famous blogger.

"Modern poetry has a free form and no fixed format. Its status in literature is also very awkward.

" There are very few works, and the good ones can be counted on one's fingers. Last night, I was fortunate enough to read a good poem,'Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Bloom.' It makes people feel enlightened after reading it. It can be called a classic."

The poem," Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blossoms," received rave reviews from everyone. It continued to ferment and spread, becoming more and more intense.

Han Zhanyan's life was just like his name. He had been treated well ever since he was born. His father was a famous tycoon in the country. As the only son of three generations of the family, he was the legendary super rich second generation. He could get whatever he wanted.

He could easily obtain what others pursued in their entire lives. His pocket money was something that many people could not earn even if they worked hard for their entire lives.

He was actually different from other rich second-generation heirs. He used to be very outstanding and hardworking, but his rich life and perfect family background made his hard work seem like a joke.

Gradually, he became confused. He didn't need to struggle or work hard at all, so what was the point of doing so many things?

He was licentious and extravagant, doing things that many people could only think of but could not do, but he could never fill the emptiness in his mind.

A life without goals and goals was sad. To some extent, he had nothing. He clicked on a poem by chance. After reading it, he felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. He forgot how long it had been since he had been touched. So happiness was that simple. He sat in front of the computer and was silent for a long time. Then, he silently clicked the follow button.

Lin Zicong's business had failed again. He was almost middle-aged. He was no longer the fearless young man who had just graduated from university.

He had been working hard for many years, but his career had not improved. He secretly returned home and sat beside the computer, smoking silently. He did not know how to tell his wife. He smiled bitterly and shook his head. This was probably the legendary midlife crisis!

He could feel that his body was slowly aging. The burden of his family and the failure of his career made him nervous, anxious, and depressed.

He browsed the web aimlessly until he saw a poem. His depressed and irritable mood suddenly disappeared and he was suddenly enlightened!

The sound of keys opening the door and the voices of his wife and baby daughter could be heard.

He put on a smile and ran over to open the door. He hugged his younger daughter and kissed her.

He didn't lack anything. He had a gentle wife and a cute daughter.

Failure was nothing. It was just a small matter of starting over again.

...

Such plots kept repeating themselves. Good works could always resonate with the vast majority of people, touching and touching the soft hearts of people who were surrounded and protected by a strong shell.

At Sanpao's house, Chen Ming was being sized up by Sanpao with all sorts of strange looks.

"I didn't expect you to have such a unique skill. You casually wrote a poem and caused such a huge commotion. I really want to crack open your head to see what's inside.”Sanpao said.

"This is nothing. I have many unique skills. You will know in the future.”Chen Ming bragged shamelessly.

"Tch, you're so cocky, how's the thing I told you last time?"

"You're going to be a singer in a bar. Many customers want to hear you sing now. The boss even specially told me to invite you over.”

Chen Ming shook his head and said,"If there's a chance, I can go there and sing a song. Forget about being a bar singer. It's not suitable for me."“

"That's true. With your strength, it's a waste to stay in a bar and sing. You should seriously sign a contract with a record company.”Sanpao was also relieved.

"I don't plan to sign with a management company. I plan to start a live broadcast.”Chen Ming said.

"Webcast? It's a new thing. I heard that it's quite profitable. It's just that the reviews aren't very good. There's quite a lot of controversy. Can't you find an entertainment record company?”Sanpao asked in confusion.

"There are too many restrictions on signing with an agency. Besides, why should they sign me?”Chen Ming smiled. You really have confidence in me.

Seeing that Chen Ming had made up his mind, Sanpao stopped trying to persuade him. Although he did not understand, with Chen Ming's current popularity, it should be easy for him to find an entertainment company to enter the entertainment industry. He was good-looking, could write and sing, and had a story to tell. If a company was willing to support him, he might become famous very quickly.

No matter how popular a live streamer was, they were still trash compared to the celebrities in the entertainment industry. Their status and level were completely different.

"When will the live broadcast start?" Sanpao asked.

"Let's do it tonight. I'll go to a certain Weibo account and send a live broadcast notice to see how many people can watch it.”Chen Ming replied.

"Alright, you try it first. I still have to work at night, so I might not be able to watch it.”Sanpao said.

The two of them chatted for a while and then parted ways. Sanpao needed to catch up on sleep and work at the bar at night. Seeing Sanpao's tired face, Chen Ming didn't want to disturb him anymore. It wasn't easy to live, and everyone was fighting for themselves.

When he returned home, he tidied up his room. The background of the live broadcast was not luxurious, but at least it was clean and tidy.

He opened a certain Weibo account and saw that he had posted a poem last night. It had once again made it onto the trending searches, and the number of followers had skyrocketed. It had also attracted a group of fans.

Classics would always be classics. It would be strange if Hai Zi's masterpiece couldn't cause a sensation.

There were too many comments and private messages. There were some who were concerned about his depression, some who expressed their love, some who praised his poems, and of course, some who maliciously criticized him. Most of them expressed that they wanted to hear him sing again.

The heat was just right. It was time. Chen Ming posted a Weibo.

"Thank you for your attention and concern. There are too many messages for me to reply to one by one. I can't repay your concern.

" I'll be broadcasting live on Huyu Streaming Platform at 7:30 p.m. Those who are interested can come over. We'll play the zither, dance, talk about life, and talk about our ideals. Please pay attention.”

All of a sudden, the fans became restless.

"Look, Chen Ming has appeared."

" Captured a wild Brother Legend."

"Brother Legend is going to start a live broadcast? Beautiful. She could listen to the live version tonight.”

"I'll definitely support you tonight! I'll go register an account first."

......

Looking at the enthusiastic comments, Chen Ming also chose to reply. He didn't know how many people would come tonight, but it shouldn't be a problem. He still had his publicity methods and temporarily good popularity.

Many streamers started from scratch before they started broadcasting. Compared to them, Chen Ming was very good. Moreover, even without such opportunities and topics, Chen Ming was confident that he could conquer everyone from scratch.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Chen Ming sat in front of his computer after dinner and logged into Huyu Streaming Platform.

Huyu Streaming was currently the largest and most popular streaming platform in the country.

There were thousands of contracted hosts under the company, and there were even more non-contracted hosts.

The number of registered users exceeded 100 million, and the average activity level was the highest among many live streaming platforms.

He had used all the resources he had on hand. The electronic piano, guitar, microphone, and video that Sanpao had given him had also been adjusted. There was no problem.

However, there were some things that could not be helped. For example, there were many classic background music in his mind that could be used during the live broadcast.

However, he couldn't do it for the time being. He could only do this for now. It was still a little rushed.

He looked at his stream room number, 9527! Er, could it be so coincidental? Seeing this number reminded me of the star master in " Tang Bohu lights the autumn incense "

After everything was done, he attached a link to the live broadcast and posted a Weibo post.

"The live broadcast is starting! Huyu Platform Entertainment Alliance, room number 9527, come in quickly!“

After a certain Weibo post was posted, Chen Ming opened the live streaming app and clicked to start the live broadcast. He waited quietly in the live broadcast room.

End of Chapter

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